Trouble Is
I still love you
Trouble is
I can’t forget you so easy like one two or three.
Trouble is
I am crazy about you
The way we make love
The way we smile and cry before daybreak.
If you will tell me to go away and get another life
I won’t able to do so.
Why?
I still love you which by now
Nobody will be able to break me from you free.
Copyright © George Zamalea | Year Posted 2012
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